Chapter 6

"Alright, we'll go over it, again. You draw your sword first, obviously," Edmund said, frustrated. It had been a week since we started to ride horses, and I don't mean to toot my own horn—but, toot! I was actually really good with riding horses. I managed not to get thrown off the animal anymore than I did the first day. Josie was basically an expert, so that kind of brought my self-esteem down a little, but for riding for the first time in my life, I did awesome. Sword fighting, however, wasn't exactly my forte. We've been training for a week with Edmund and a centaur called Joplin. You know, swords are a hell of a lot heavier than Johnny Depp makes them look.

"Remember the correct stance and stay balanced. Keep your feet shoulder width apart and remember to never cross your feet or bring them together," Joplin said. I positioned myself like he told me and so did Josie. The sword was really heavy and my arm was trying to ache from not resting it in a long time.

"Align your wrist with the hilt to get a good grip on it. And remember to stay focused. Don't let your mind drift away from the fight." I followed Joplin's instructions.

"So, I'm gonna attack Josie now," Edmund said, a small smile gracing his lips. I had realized after training for a day that he was obsessed with swords. Scratch that, he was infatuated with swords. I shuddered at the thought of Edmund ogling a sword in a wedding dress and instead focused of Joplin's words.

"To attack, you swing towards them. There are seven different slashing attacks, which I'm sure you remember, and to defend yourself rotate your arms and body to move the hilt left and right to defend yourself against attacks towards your upper body or midsection."

I watched in odd fascination and Josie swung to attack and Edmund's sword made contact with hers. After a few seconds, Josie's sword flew out of her hands.

Then it was my turn. Crap. Fuckity fuck! Edmund stood in front of me, a look on his face that resembled a predator stalking its prey. Yeah, I know what those looks are like; I've watched Animal Planet before. He swung his sword forward, and my I went to block him, a gut instinct. I actually managed to hit his sword. However, his strength overpowered mine and I went tumbling down to the ground. Edmund offered me his hand and I let him help me up.

Joplin shook his head. "Lady Jennifer, does the word 'balance' even exist in your vocabulary?" he teased. I shrugged my shoulders and mumbled an 'I dunno'.

"Again." Man, I really hate sword fighting. Whatever happened to peace and love? Violence is never the answer, loves.

After a long day of falling and almost breaking my wrist (I wish I had; it would've been an excellent excuse to get out of training), I finally made it to my room and I took a short bath. They stopped being relaxing after a couple of days. I dressed in a deep red gown with ivory crushed velvet. It had trumpet styled sleeves and I, of course, wore my converse. I was a way to lazy to do something with my hair, so I just picked it up in a messy bun.

Josie was already sitting at the dinner table when I got there, along with everyone else. I took my seat, and waited for the food to come. When it finally did come, I wolfed it down as fast as possible, just wanting to get to the soft, heavenly bed before I passed out from exhaustion.

I was finally settling in the warm, comfortable, beautiful bed when there was a knock on the door. If I pretend to be asleep, maybe they'll just leave, I thought to myself. I really didn't know who was at the door, but honestly, I didn't care at all. The knocking became louder and I groaned.

"Come in! I'm decent!" I yelled out lazily. Two heads popped out around the wooden door, the redhead with an excited smile and the brunette blushing. The two queens came into my room, Lucy running straight into the bed to join me, and Susan sitting on the edge calmly. How can this little devil (Lucy) have so much energy when I'm practically a zombie?

"Yes?" I asked bluntly, sitting up from my comfortable position. Great. It's going to be so fricking hard to get comfortable again.

"It's just so exciting having another girl with us! We've barely gotten to bond with all the training, so we decided, how about now?" Lucy said with a grin so big that I thought her face was going to slip in half. Literally.

"What about Josie?" I asked, yawning.

"Oh you're tired, we'll just—" Susan was interrupted by the overactive child next to me.

"We went into her room, but she was out like a light. I even tried tickling her to wake her up, but she wouldn't budge." Josie McGomery, you are so dead. Faking your sleep so you wouldn't have to deal with L.D. (It's Little Devil aka Lucy). Josie was the lightest sleeper I knew,, so for her to 'not budge', she must obviously be faking.

"Um, yeah, she's a really heavy sleeper," I lied; I didn't want to make these two feel bad.

"Dear Aslan, she's just like Edmund," Susan said with a light laugh and shaking her head. "To get that one up, we have to go through a mission."

At the mention of Edmund, I felt heat rise to my cheeks and I desperately wished the girls hadn't seen it, but alas, the world was going against me, and Little Devil noticed.

"Jennifer…are you blushing?" Lucy asked me, her eyebrows scrunched up in confusion. Oh, crap.

"I'm just really embarrassed for Josie. Yeah, was she snoring?" I tried to cover up.

"Um, no, I don't think she was. Are you sure that's it?" Susan asked, a little worriedly. "Your face looks like a tomato."

"Yeah, of course that's it." I tried to change the subject. "So, um, Edmund is really hard to wake up, eh?" At the mention of the boy, I felt my face grow even hotter, if it was possible. I looked toward Lucy and she had a mischievous smile replacing her face-splitting one. I looked towards Susan and the same expression graced her gentle features.

"Jennifer," Lucy said.

"Yes, Little De—I mean, Lucy?" I asked, almost giggling out loud at my slip-up.

"You realize what that blush means…" Susan said, not elaborating.

"My blush means something?" I asked, utterly confused.

"Yes…" Susan trailed on again. Lucy looked about ready to burst.

"You like Edmund!" My eyes widened, and I shook my head furiously at the sisters, trying to keep the furious blush that was about to overtake my face. They both nodded.

"No, I don't," I said, calmly. "You will, then," Little Devil said.

I let out a small laugh. "No, I won't."Lucy and Susan looked at one another, and they stood up.

"We'll see about that," Lucy said, and they both left. I had a feeling Lucy really was the devil…or at least, a demon. The girl is freaky.

Um, hello everyone. :D Well, I wanted to apologize for not updating since March (?) and I know you guys are mad at me, but I was having family problems and stuff, and I really lost my writing mojo. It's still not really back, but I felt as though I owed you guys this. I know what I want to happen; it's just a problem of getting those ideas into words. I don't want to make this story eel rushed, so…Thank you for patiently (and not so patiently) waiting for me to update this story and I promise you that I will not leave you guys hanging for such a long time. So… visit the website my cousin made for me—the link is on my profile. It shows a playlist and picture of Jenn and Josie.

OH, and congrats to my sister who gave birth to her beautiful twins (they are TOO cute) and my birthday was last month, so :)

If you guys have any ideas for this story, I'm open for suggestions, so don't hesitate.